Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

You're an ugly thing, 
sick and dastardly,
a destructive curse on man, 
you don't show yourself outwardly. 

You took away my father, 
robbed my grandparents as well.  
Aunts, uncles, and good friends, 
you put them all through hell.

They fight against you,
Try to beat you back.
Some are successful, 
Others cannot repel your attack.

The day will come, 
We'll find the answer.
You'll be defeated, 
Screw cancer.